Christmas is a ghost town

People abandoned Christmas in Arizona. From The East Valley (Ariz.) Tribune:

Christmas is a quiet, dusty place with lots of mesquite bushes and cactuses. It’s hardly the postcard-perfect spot Currier and Ives would have picked for a town with such a festive name. "What I remember most in those days was everything was dirty," says Hazel Cox, who used to visit the old Arizona mining town as a child. "Everywhere you moved there was dust. There was no way you could keep up with it." Perched atop the southern tip of the Dripping Springs Mountains, Christmas, Ariz., is a town no more. The narrow dirt road leading to the old mine is treacherous, and if the thought of ruining the undercarriage of your car doesn’t discourage you, there’s a sign across the gate: "No Public Access."